In September I went to regional meetings in Mombasa, located
on Kenya’s beautiful Indian Ocean coast. Over the years these meetings have taken place
in other countries (Zimbabwe, Tanzania, NY, etc.) and this year I was quite
happy to remain close to home – a one-hour flight from Nairobi.
the hotel |
At these meetings it’s always good to connect with my peers who
do the same job in other countries around East Africa. We all seem to get along
well and we pick up where we left off from the last time we were in the same room.
We’ve obviously had some turnover throughout the past few years but the core
group has been around for some time.
On the Tuesday evening we were treated to an evening
excursion on a boat in the waters around Mombasa. It’s something I’d never done
before and I wasn’t sure what to expect except that it was going to be on an old,
wooden dhow boat. I was happy to find out that lobster was one of the options, grilled
right on the ship. The trip lasted a little over a couple hours. Good music. Full
moon. Perfect weather. Really a nice evening.
The week consisted of the usual onslaught of meetings with
very little personal time. To make matters worse, the pool closed at 6pm making
it basically unusable to us in the evening hours. As a result, by week’s end I
had not touched the pool nor the beach as I boarded the taxi to return to the
airport. I suppose it’s sad to spend so many days in such a beautiful place
without much of an opportunity to take advantage of it (I did hit the gym a couple
times). Maybe next time.
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